One Mind With A Gun, Thirty Two With None

by Kira   Aug 28, 2007


It's such a sad tale
Written in innocent blood.
One mind with a gun,
And thirty two with none.

A college campus of spirit;
Full of studies and life,
Suddenly was blown out in a breath.
Instead, from its gut, stuck a knife.

"The homicidal murderer was insane!"
Screamed the media of these United States,
And the events that followed
Also took the devil's bait.

The real culprit in this,
Though was, in fact, mankind.
It was his fault
That this poor material world was blind.

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